At breakfast, Ethan took the initiative to bring breakfast to Luna. He prepares chicken soup and also makes chocolate-flavored milk.
"Honey, have breakfast first," Ethan exclaimed as he sat on the edge of the bed right beside Luna.
"I thought you had already left," said Luna with a flat gaze.
Ethan sighed, feeling unwelcome in the room. He immediately got out of bed and said goodbye to go to the office.
"I leave."
Luna nodded and let Ethan go without giving her the usual kiss. The man looked disappointed, but the wife still felt resentment. The atmosphere that morning was not as beautiful as usual.
Ethan exited the room down the stairs feeling uneasy as he put on his tie. usually, Luna wore a tie and always gave an affectionate hug, kissing her fragrant tuxedo before leaving.
"I miss my sweet and spoiled wife," he thought. Oh God, poor Ethan.
